In Prince Teng's Pavilion, Lin Ye absorbed a day's worth of literary energy and found that the seal in Prince Teng's Pavilion had not been lifted yet, and he simply entered the world of gears.
Originally, when he entered the gear world, he just wanted to set a hang-up time for himself in the real world. After all, it might take a longer time to absorb Wenqi this time, so he could save the time and stay in Prince Teng's Pavilion.
But after returning to the gear world, Lin Ye discovered that there had been changes in the gear world.
The two roulette wheels that look like clocks originally had yellow earth-colored hour hands on them and on the surface of the roulette wheels, but now they are green.
At the same time, some more information appeared in Lin Ye's mind.
After receiving these messages, Lin Ye's eyes shined as he stared at the roulette wheel.
The function of Time Roulette has been updated.
Originally, in his opinion, the function of this time roulette was to hang up the two worlds and transfer the number of days spent in the real world to the other world, and vice versa.
There is a limit to this kind of time roulette, that is, the number of days Lin Ye is idle cannot exceed the total number of days he spends in the two worlds.
To put it bluntly, Lin Ye has lived in the real world for more than 20 years, and with the current few years in the other world, he can't be idle for more than 30 years at most.
However, this AFK rule also gives Lin Ye an opportunity to exploit a loophole, that is, he can increase the number of AFK days by AFKing each other in the two worlds.
For example, he first chooses to hang up in another world for twenty years. In this way, although the twenty years in the real world are used up, there are twenty more days in the other world.
These twenty years of idle days are used in the real world.
To put it bluntly, the number of idle days will not disappear, it will just be transferred back and forth.
But for Lin Ye, there is a problem. In the real world, he cannot hang out for twenty years. He still has relatives and friends.
As the number of days in the other world increases and the number of days in the real world decreases, the number of idle days in the other world will eventually become fewer and fewer.
But this time the update of Time Roulette gave him a solution to this problem.
energy!
He can use his Confucian literary spirit and the power of merit to exchange for the number of idle days.
The power of merit cannot be exchanged for days of idle time if it is used for cultivation, but the literary energy can. The reason why the time roulette is updated is precisely because he has absorbed a lot of literary energy in his body and cannot digest it, triggering the time roulette.
Trigger update requirements.
One day, two days...
The half-day he absorbed can already be exchanged for a year of idle days. The most important thing is that he can choose to use these idle days in another world or the real world.
Now let’s see how much literary grace Tengwang Pavilion Wen Ling will give him this time. He shouldn’t be so stingy.
Different world.
Lin Ye was in a happy mood. Everything in the other world was stable recently and he could live a comfortable life.
Listen to Snow Tower.
The largest theater troupe in Shangyang County, but even the largest one originally only had about ten people. Not many people went to listen to the theater every day, so they could only barely make ends meet.
Until Mr. Lin appeared.
Mr. Lin has three major hobbies, one of which is listening to operas. Every time Mr. Lin comes to Tingxue Tower, he will give a large amount of reward money, which is comparable to Tingxue Tower's monthly income.
"Master Lin is here!"
"Really, Mr. Lin is here. Did he get another silver leaf this time?"
"Xiao Tao, you are really worthless. You only know about silver leaves. Don't you miss Mr. Lin's golden beans?"
"I don't dare to think that golden beans are only available to someone like Sister Xue'er. I would be very happy to have a silver leaf."
Backstage at Tingxue Tower, everyone in the theater troupe was very happy when they heard that Mr. Lin had arrived. Everyone in Shangyang City knew that Mr. Lin was spending a lot of money, but the people in Tingxue Tower knew best how generous he was.
Silver leaves, golden beans.
This was specially made by Mr. Lin. Ordinary silver leaves cost about two taels. Although the golden beans only cost a few dollars, they were made of gold. One golden bean is worth half the income of ordinary people.
Generally, gentlemen who come to the theater will leave a few coins if they are happy, but most of them are just a few cents or dozens of cents. Those who are generous will also give a few silver coins, although the price is not much higher than the price of a silver leaf.
It's almost the same, but Mr. Lin's silver leaf is so beautifully made. It's not only valuable but also beautiful.
Many people in the stage were reluctant to take the silver leaves as gifts from Mr. Lin, but hid them instead.
But although Mr. Lin is generous, only Xue'er, the mainstay of Jindouzi Tingxue Tower, has been given to him, and every time Mr. Lin comes, he must play Xue'er's tricks.
"Sister Xue'er, what are you going to sing for Mr. Lin today?"
The woman known as Sister Xueer is currently wearing a green dress and pleated skirt, sitting in front of the dressing table and drawing her eyebrows.
The mirror on the dressing table is not a brass mirror, but a glass mirror.
Xueer likes this kind of glass mirror very much, which allows her to see her face clearly when drawing her eyebrows. It is said that it was made by a glaze workshop outside the city. Although a mirror costs about ten taels of silver, ordinary people cannot afford it.
, but as the pillar of Tingxue Tower, she naturally has no shortage of these ten taels of silver.
"Xue'er, you want me to see the Tsing Yi you're wearing today. Xue'er, please sing a song for Mr. Lin, Little Nujiao. You sing a big show every day. Mr. Lin at this age may get tired of it if he listens to it too much."
The main character in Tsing Yi is a dignified and upright character in the play.
But as a pillar of a theater troupe, Xue'er naturally knew more than just Tsing Yi. Even when she was very young, she learned some mei tunes from her master. The master said that her talent in mei tunes was even better than that of Tsing Yi, but
She has never sung on stage.
Not every troupe can survive well, and not every troupe can have such generous listeners as Mr. Lin in the Snow Tower. Sometimes, in order to maintain the livelihood of everyone in the troupe, they sing some songs.
It is also a helpless method to attract some drunkards by talking charmingly.
Take their Tingxue Tower as an example. During the most difficult period, in order to maintain the opera troupe, the master would go to opera troupes in other counties every month to sing operas. He sang charming operas and earned money.
To maintain the livelihood of everyone in the troupe.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I think Xue'er just wants to sing Xiao Nujiao, and then she has to sing it to Mr. Lin in private. I don't know when Mr. Lin will invite us, Xue'er, to sing at home."
"Yes, if you keep singing, you might live in the Lin Mansion from now on."
"Lin Mansion, I heard people say that the urinals used in Mr. Lin's mansion are all made of gold. I don't know how rich you have to be to afford them."
"Stop talking nonsense. How can anyone make a urinal made of gold? Mr. Lin may not be happy if he hears this."
Xue'er listened to the jokes of her companions, looked solemn, and quickly interrupted.
"Sister Xue'er, we are just joking, but everyone says that Mr. Lin came to listen to the opera. He is just a drunkard who doesn't care about the opera. What about you?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Lin just likes to listen to plays. If any of you talk nonsense again in the future, don't be a backstage person."
Seeing Xue'er's serious face, several little girls were frightened because they had never seen Xue'er look so serious before.
Xueer didn't care what these little girls were thinking. Now it was her turn to go on stage. She put down her paintbrush and slowly walked to the side of the stage, waiting for the curtain call to come on stage.
"Young Master Lin is really in high spirits. He comes to Tingxue Tower every day to listen to plays. Because of Mr. Lin, the theater tickets at Tingxue Tower have now increased by 30% compared to before."
"No way, I'm just one person, how can I still increase the price of theater tickets?"
Lin Ye put a candied fruit into his mouth and was a little confused after listening to Yang Captou's words. In the past, he thought the opera was not good to listen to, but over the years, for some unknown reason, he became more and more interested in listening to the opera.
Maybe it’s because young people now prefer LiveHuose.
After all, I am still a young man.
"Master Lin, the most handsome man in Shangyang City, often visits Tingxue Tower. After hearing the news, many ladies came to listen to the show. If you don't believe me, look around us..."
Yang Captou answered in a low voice. Lin Ye glanced around and found that there were quite a few young girls in love. Some even happened to peek over and met his eyes. They immediately lowered their heads shyly.
"Also, Mr. Lin is also a famous talented man in our Shangyang City. How many scholars have taken you as an example. On that day at the poetry meeting, Mr. Lin showed up in a white cloak coat. The rich young men in our city
, but I imitate Mr. Lin’s way of dressing up, so now I can’t even buy white cloaks and coats.”
"It seems it's my fault. From now on, I can only invite people from the Snow Tower at home to come and perform operas."
Lin Ye smiled, he was actually a celebrity now, he had the celebrity effect.
On the stage, Xueer walked onto the stage dressed in Tsing Yi and sang "Xuemei Godson". She looked dignified and virtuous, and her singing voice was also tactful and powerful.
"Miss Xue'er's singing skills have improved a lot."
When Xueer finished singing and left the stage, Lin Ye praised her and gave her a reward as before.
"By the way, let me ask your class leader, do you have time recently?" Lin Ye called to the girl from the troupe who came to collect the reward.
"Mr. Lin, is there something wrong?"
"This is not because our boss, Yang, said that there are too many people in your theater. I want to be more quiet. I am going to invite your theater troupe to come to my house to sing."
No mention of how much money was given.
With Mr. Lin's current reputation as a wealthy man in Shangyang City, he must have no shortage of money.
"Yes, there must be, I will go tell the class leader right away."
The little girl was very happy. She went to Mr. Lin's house to sing an opera. Not only could she get more money, but she could also see how luxurious Mr. Lin's house was and whether the urinals were really made of gold.
"Mr. Lin, you... how can I have time to watch a show now? You should know something about what happened in the city recently."
Yang Captou looked at the back of the little girl running away happily with a wry smile on his face. Ordinary people might not know about this matter. The Yamen is still kept secret from the outside world, but Mr. Lin's situation is different. Mr. Lin is Qingfeng Guan Dingxuan.
disciple, and he specially invited Taoist Priest Qingfeng Guan Dingxuan for this case. Taoist Dingxuan should have told Young Master Lin.
As for Taoist Dingxuan breaking the rules by telling Mr. Lin about the case, that is not something he, Old Yang, can take care of. Not even the county magistrate dares to do so. The nobleman who visited Mr. Lin back then now has all the power in the temple.
As for the government and the opposition.
"I heard from my master that something happened to the young masters of several wealthy families, but my master didn't mention it more specifically."
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Half a day ago, Yang Baotou went to Qingfeng Temple to look for Lao Tao. After a while, he saw Lao Tao taking Dawu, Yang Baotou and the others to leave the Taoist temple. After almost an hour, Lao Tao and Dawu came back.
Taoist temple.
When he returned to the Taoist temple, the old Taoist was reciting sutras in the Grand Master's Hall. This made him a little curious, so he called Dawu and learned what happened from Dawu's mouth.
Several people died in the city.
They were all young masters from wealthy families. If someone died, even if they were killed, the old man would not be found to blame them. The reason why Yang Baotou and the others asked the old man for help was because the deaths of these young men were very strange.
The three young masters all died in their own rooms, with satisfied expressions on their faces, but their entire chests were torn open and their hearts were gone.
An autopsy was conducted and it was confirmed that all three of them had their chest skin torn open and their hearts removed while they were still alive.
Having his heart removed alive and still showing a satisfied expression, Captain Yang suspected that this case was not a normal murder case and might involve ghosts and monsters, so he went to ask for help.
However, the old man walked around these houses and saw the corpses of these three young men. He said that they were either ghosts or ghosts and left.
If it's not a ghost, then according to the rules of the other world, the Yamen will naturally have to solve the case. In addition, the families of the three deceased young masters are quite powerful in Shangyang City, and they constantly come to the Yamen to put pressure. Yang Captou has also been very worried recently.
I really don’t have time to listen to the show.
"Captain Yang, don't be so anxious. You can't rush to solve a case. Maybe you'll get inspiration after listening to a play?"
Lin Ye patted Mr. Yang on the shoulder, picked up another candied fruit and threw it into his mouth.
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View of Qingfeng.
After the old Taoist recited the sutra, Dawu stood aside and seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Dawu, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. How do you look like hemming and hawing?"
"Master, the deaths of those people are obviously related to ghosts, why do you say they are not ghosts?"
Dawu was very puzzled. He smelled the ghostly scent in the bedrooms of those young masters. It was impossible for the master not to notice it.
After listening to Dawu's words, the old Taoist sighed and said: "Dawu, what did my master teach you in the past? Let's stay less involved in the affairs of wealthy people, otherwise our master and disciple may fall into it one day."
"But...but what if the ghost continues to harm people?"
Dawu knew that his master taught him to be "cautious", but if he didn't catch the ghost, it would continue to harm people.
"Let me ask you, did your junior brother come to you when I was reciting sutras in front of the statue of my ancestor?"
"Looked for it."
"Then did your junior brother ask you something?"
"I asked, but I didn't say I smelled a ghostly scent."
Dawu answered truthfully. The old Taoist nodded and said meaningfully: "This is enough."